Felix goes to his combat class, hoping to blow off some steam and forget about his weird morning. He sees Grog waiting for him, and greets him with a nod. Grog greets him back, and is ready to spar with his wilder energy claws already extended. Felix feels a surge of adrenaline, and uses his physical enhancement technique. He gets into a fighting stance, and charges at Grog. He dodges Grog's first attack, a punch with his energy claws, and counters with a kick to his leg. Grog grunts, but doesn't fall. He swings his arm again, trying to hit Felix's head. Felix ducks, and elbows him in the ribs. Grog staggers back, and growls. He lunges at Felix, trying to tackle him. Felix sidesteps, and pushes him away. They exchange blows, moving fast and fluidly. Felix feels his anger and frustration fading away, replaced by focus and excitement. He's enjoying the fight, and the challenge.
Grog notices something off about Felix, though. He's not his usual self. He's distracted, and less aggressive than normal. He breaks away from the fight, and asks, "What's wrong, buddy? You seem out of it today. Something on your mind?" He asks, his voice concerned.
Felix stops, and catches his breath. He realizes that Grog is right. He's been thinking about his summons, and his book, and his niche. He hasn't been fully present in the fight. He feels a bit guilty, and apologizes. "Sorry, Grog. It's just... something weird happened this morning. Lilith summoned me, and it was... awkward." He says, his voice low.
Grog raises an eyebrow, looking curious. "Awkward how? Did she make you do something embarrassing?" He asks, his tone teasing.
Felix blushes, and nods. "Yeah, you could say that. She was having tea with her friends, and they... well, they treated me like a pet. They petted me, and cuddled me, and asked me personal questions. It was... weird. It felt good and bad at the same time. I don't know how to feel about it." He admits, feeling confused.
Grog laughs, and claps him on the back. "Oh, man. That sounds hilarious. I wish I could have seen it. Though also, I'm glad you're okay." He says, his voice friendly but serious.
Felix nods, agreeing. "I know. She gave me a book about being summoned, though. Maybe it'll help me understand her better." He says, showing Grog the book.
Grog takes the book, and reads the title. He snorts, and hands it back. "Well, at least she has a sense of humor. Though I wouldn't trust everything it says. Demons like to mess with people, even in books." He warns, his tone cautious.
Felix sighs, and puts the book away. "This was clearly made by demons for demons, but I agree taking what it says with a grain of salt is an obvious precaution." He says, feeling a bit discouraged.
Grog changes the subject, wanting to cheer him up. "Hey, don't worry about it. You'll figure it out. You're smart, and you have me to help you. Now, let's get back to sparring. I want to see if you can beat me today." He says, his voice challenging.
Felix smiles, feeling grateful for Grog's friendship. "You're on, but don't blame me if you end up on the ground." He says, his tone playful. They resume their fighting, with more intensity and fun.
As they spar, they don't notice a new arrival to the training grounds. A cat beastkin male with an angry and serious expression on his face. He wears a martial arts uniform, and a silver claw badge on his lapel. He walks towards them, his steps firm and deliberate. He stops a few meters away, and crosses his arms. He glares at Felix, and speaks in a cold voice. "You're Felix, right?" He asks, his tone demanding.
Felix and Grog stop fighting, and turn to face him. Felix is surprised, and a bit annoyed. He doesn't know who this guy is, but he doesn't like his attitude. He nods, and says, "Yeah, I'm Felix. Who are you?" He asks, his voice wary.
The cat beastkin snorts, and says, "I'm Bia, heir to the Silver Claw clan, and a core formation cultivator. I'm here to deliver a message from my clan."
Felix blinks, confused. He's never heard of the Silver Claw clan, and he doesn't know why they would send someone to talk to him. He looks at Grog, who shrugs, equally clueless. Felix turns back to Bia, and asks, "What message?"
Bia glares at him, and says, "The message is this: stay away from Nya. She's an outcast and exile from our clan, and by associating with her as a beastkin, you are meddling in our clan's affairs. Realize your place and obey." He says, his voice harsh.
Felix feels a surge of anger, and disbelief. He can't believe what he's hearing. He wants to know more about Nya's past, and why she was exiled. He also wants to tell Bia to mind his own business, and leave them alone. He opens his mouth to argue, but Bia cuts him off.
"Don't even think about talking back to me. You're not qualified to question my clan's decisions, or my authority. You're a nobody, a clanless outsider." He says, his voice scornful.
Felix grits his teeth, feeling insulted and provoked. He knows he shouldn't let Bia get to him, but he can't help it. He's never been treated quite this dismissively this before, it's an entirely new level of arrogant disdain. He clenches his fists, and says, "You don't know anything about me, or Nya! You have no right to tell me what to do, or who to be friends with! If you have a problem with us, then pound sand! Go fuck yourself with a wirebrush!" He snaps, his voice defiant.
Bia's eyes widen, and his face turns red. He looks furious, and ready to fight. He takes a step forward, and says, "You dare to speak to me like that? You dare to insult me, and my clan? You're asking for a lesson, boy." He says, his voice threatening.
Grog steps in between them, and raises his hands. "Hey, hey, calm down. Let's keep it to fun sparring. This is getting a little too intense. This is a training ground, not a battlefield. If you have a problem with Felix, then challenge him to a proper duel. Fighting while too angry about it could get someone hurt." He says, his voice reasonable.
Bia glares at Grog, and scoffs. "Who are you to tell me what to do? You're not even a beastkin, you're a wilder. You have no say in this matter. This is between me and the cat, here." He says, his voice dismissive.
Grog frowns, and cracks his knuckles. "I'm his friend, and I won't let you hurt him. If you want to fight, then fight me first. I'm not afraid of you, or your clan." He says, his voice brave and loyal.
The instructor of the combat class notices the commotion, and walks over. He looks at the three of them, and says, "What's going on here? Is there a problem?" He asks, his voice stern and calm.
Bia turns to him, and bows slightly. "Nothing that concerns you, sir. I'm about to engage this wilder in a match. If you don't mind." He says, his tone polite but impatient.
The instructor looks at Grog, who nods. He then looks at Felix, who also nods. He sighs, and says, "Fine. But keep it clean, and no killing blows. This is still a class, not a war zone. You have 10 minutes." He says, his voice firm. He then steps back, and lets them have their space.
Bia smiles, and cracks his neck. He turns to Grog, and says, "Alright, wilder. Let's see how quickly I can fold you like laundry." He says, his voice arrogant and taunting.
Grog grins, and gets into his stance. He summons his energy claws, and says, "Bring it on, kitty. I'll make you regret underestimating me." He says, his voice confident and eager.
Felix watches them, feeling nervous and conflicted. He doesn't want Grog to get hurt, but he also wants to see him win. He knows Grog is strong, but he doesn't know how strong Bia is. He hopes for the best, but prepares for the worst.
The fight begins, and Felix is amazed by what he sees. Bia is fast and skilled, landing precise and powerful strikes with his fists and feet. He uses qi to enhance his physical abilities, and to create shockwaves and force fields. He's clearly a well-trained and experienced fighter. Grog however, is no slouch either. He matches Bia's speed and strength, and counters his moves with his own. He uses his energy claws to slash and pierce, and his wilder instincts to adapt and improvise. He's clearly a natural-born warrior.
The fight is intense and close, and Felix can't tell who has the upper hand. Bia seems to be taking it lightly at first, but as Grog proves to be a worthy opponent, he starts to get serious. He increases his qi output, and his attacks become more devastating. He manages to land a few hits on Grog, who gets some cuts and bruises. Though Grog doesn't give up, and keeps fighting with passion and courage.
Felix cheers for Grog, and worries for him. He wants to intervene, but he knows he can't. This is Grog's fight, and he has to respect that. He just hopes that Grog knows when to yield, and that Bia knows when to stop.
The fight reaches a climax, as Bia and Grog clash in a final exchange. Bia charges his fist with a massive amount of qi, making it glow like a miniature sun. He aims for Grog's chest, intending to end the fight with a knockout blow. Grog sees it coming, and tries to block it with his arm and concentrates his energy in it.
The impact is tremendous, and the sound is deafening. A shockwave radiates from the point of contact, knocking Felix and the instructor off their feet. Dust and debris fill the air, obscuring the result of the clash.
Felix gets up, and runs towards the cloud. He can't see anything, but he can hear a groan of pain. He fears the worst, and prays that Grog is okay. He reaches the source of the sound, and sees a shocking sight.
Grog is on the ground, holding his left arm. It's bent at an unnatural angle, a clear complete fracture of his arm bone. He's grimacing, but not crying. He looks at Felix, and says, "Heh... He got me good. That was a hell of a punch.”
Bia is standing over him, looking shocked and a bit guilty. He didn't expect to break Grog's arm, but he shakes it off and resumes looking smug and arrogant. Knowing that looking too apologetic would make him look weak. Though he knows the fight is definitely over. He looks at the instructor, who nods and calls the match. He then looks at Felix, and says, "I guess your wilder friend is tougher than he looks, but he's still no match for me. I'll deal with you more properly. A duel of honor at the arena, a week from now. Be there, or be a coward." He says, his voice cold and challenging. Felix quickly responds, "I'll be there."
Felix feels a surge of anger, but after accepting the challenge he turns his attention back to Grog. He kneels down, and helps him sit up. "Are you okay, man? That was insane. Let's get you to my mom. She's the best healer in town. I'd try to heal you myself, but healing other people isn't really my forte." He says, his voice concerned and supportive.
Grog nods, and says, "I'm fine, I'm just sore. Though yeah, having a healer look at it sounds good, let's go." He tries to stand up, but winces and falls back down.
The instructor comes over, and examines Grog's arm. He shakes his head, and says, "That's a bad break. You need to see a healer as soon as possible. Here, let me make a splint to stabilize it till you get to a healer." He says, his voice professional and worried. He takes some wood and cloth from his bag, and makes a makeshift splint. He wraps it around Grog's arm, and ties it securely. "This should help, but don't delay. Do you have it, Felix? I have to stay with the class, but I can send someone with you if needed."
Felix shakes his head, and says, "No, I got him. Thanks, sir." He says, his voice grateful.
He helps Grog to his feet, and supports him as they walk away. He can feel Grog's pain, but also his excitement. He can't believe how strong Bia is, and how close the fight was. He's eager to face him himself, and to avenge his friend. He's also determined to find out more about Nya, and why the Silver Claw clan exiled her. He has a lot to do, and a lot to learn. Though for now, he focuses on getting Grog to safety, and making sure he'll be okay.
Felix and Grog arrive at Melina's clinic, which is attached to her shop. Melina sees them right away as they enter. She rushes to Grog's side, and asks, "What happened to you, sweetie? Are you alright?" Her voice is full of worry and care.
Grog smiles weakly, and says, "I'm fine, just a little broken. I had a fight with a qi cultivator, and he broke my arm with a punch. It was awesome." He says, his voice cheerful despite his pain.
Melina frowns, and examines his arm. She mutters some healing words, and a soft green light covers his arm. She then takes off the splint, and gently touches his skin. She shakes her head, and says, "It's a complete fracture, but luckily not a compound fracture. It's not too bad, but it still needs immediate attention. I'll cast a spell to heal the bone, and then give you a potion to reduce any inflammation and make sure the healing is complete. Although the healing will be a full recovery, I'd still recommend taking it easy for a few hours after just to be sure." She says, her voice professional and reassuring.
She leads them to a private room, where she has a bed and a table with various supplies. She helps Grog lie down, and then performs her healing. Felix watches, fascinated by her magic. He can see the bone mending under his skin, and the bruising fading away. He feels a sense of awe and admiration for his mom, and her skills. He also feels a bit envious, wishing he could do the same.
After a few minutes, Melina finishes with the healing magic, and then gets him the potion before handing it to him. "Here, drink this. It will make you feel better, and speed up your recovery. I've made it myself, and it's very effective." She says, her voice proud and kind.
Grog takes the potion, and drinks it in one gulp. He makes a face, and says, "Ugh, it tastes like cabbage and feet." He complains, but then smiles. "Though I guess I shouldn't complain. Medicine isn't meant to taste good." He says, his tone humorous.
Melina laughs, and ruffles his hair. "You're such a baby, Grog. You're lucky you have a high tolerance, or else you'd be screaming right now." She then touches his arm a little more as she inspects her work. Though she notices his gaze settling on her chest, and then Melina looks further down and notices his loincloth tenting a little. She gives him a sly smile, and says, "I see someone is feeling better already. I'm glad you're recovering well, in fact... I wonder if there's something you might want to take your mind off the horrible experience you just had now that you're feeling better~" She says as she moves her hand down to touch his thigh.
Grog blushes while continuing to start at her chest, and his loincloth tents more prominently. "Well... If you're offering, I wouldn't say no... I'm sure it'd make me feel much better." He says, his voice hopeful and eager.
Felix feels a bit awkward, witnessing this exchange. He knows his mom is very open and casual in talking about relationships and sex, but he hasn't actually seen her act this way before. He wonders if he should leave, or stay. He decides to stay, out of curiosity and loyalty to his friend. He's not going to abandon Grog, even if things get awkward.
Melina notices his hesitation, and winks at him. "Don't worry, sweetie. This is just a little 'thank you' from me to Grog, for being a good friend to you, and to me. You can watch if you want, or you can go back to the shop and help out. It's up to you." She says, her voice teasing and inviting.
Felix gulps, and nods. Not verbalizing it, but undeniably not wanting to leave. Like this is the most interesting thing happening and he'd be missing something important if he walks away.
Melina smiles, and says, "That's fine, dear. Just enjoy the show, or don't. It's your choice." She then turns back to Grog, and leans over him. She kisses his forehead, and says, "So, Grog, what do you say? Want to take this further?" She asks, her voice seductive and playful.
Grog gulps, and nods eagerly. "Yes, please. You're so hot, Felix's mom. I know we just met, but if you're offering there's no way I'd turn that down." He says, his voice husky and aroused.
Melina giggles, pleased by his compliment. "Flatterer. I like that. It's cute that you're calling me 'Felix's mom', go ahead and keep doing that if you want. Though let's start by getting rid of these clothes, shall we? I want to see all of you." She says, her voice sultry and commanding.
She undoes his loincloth, and tosses it aside. Grog's half-orc cock springs out, fully erect and huge. Melina's eyes widen, and she licks her lips. "Wow, that's quite a weapon you have there, Grog. How does it feel?" She asks, her tone impressed and curious.
Grog grins, and says, "It feels good, thanks to you. Though I'd love to show you how good it can feel, if you'll let me." He says, his voice confident and eager.
Melina hums, and says, "Oh, I intend to let you, but first, lets do some foreplay~." She says as she takes his cock in her hand and starts stroking it. She moves her hand up and down, applying pressure and speed. Grog moans, and thrusts his hips, matching her rhythm. Melina leans in, and whispers in his ear, "Does that feel good, Grog? Do you like how I touch you?" She asks, her voice breathy and teasing.
Grog nods, and says, "Yes, it feels amazing. You're so good at this. Please, don't stop." He begs, his voice desperate and needy.
Melina smiles, and says, "I won't, but only if you do something for me first." She says, her tone mischievous. She takes his hand, and places it on her breast. "Touch me, Grog. Squeeze me, pinch me, make me feel good too." She instructs, her voice demanding and aroused.
Grog obeys, and gropes her breast. He feels her softness, her warmth, her nipple. He squeezes and caresses her, making her gasp and moan. They pleasure each other, their hands moving in sync. They kiss, their tongues exploring and tasting. They lose themselves in the moment, forgetting everything else.
Felix watches, feeling a mix of emotions. He's turned on, but also a bit uncomfortable. He's never seen his mom like this before, and it's a lot to take in. His mom and friend doing this should be extremely awkward and it is, and yet that doesn't feel like a reason to leave. He can't look away and isn't sure why he's also enjoying watching as his face heats up. He knows he should probably be more freaked out, and yet he's fascinated and turned on.
Melina breaks the kiss, and looks at Grog with lust. She says, "Grog, I want you inside me. I want to feel your cock filling me up. Can you do that for me?" She asks, her voice pleading and wanton.
Grog nods, and says, "Of course I can! I'll stretch you out and fill you like my life depends on it, Felix's mom!" He says, his voice enthusiastic and crude.
Melina laughs, and says, "That's what I like to hear. Now, let's get ready." She says, her voice excited. She stands up, and removes her clothes. She reveals her curvy and voluptuous body, her skin smooth and flawless. She's wearing nothing but a pair of lacy panties, which she slowly slides down her legs. Grog stares, his mouth watering. He's never seen a woman so beautiful and sexy before.
Melina steps out of her panties, and kicks them away. She climbs on top of Grog, straddling his waist. She positions herself over his cock, and rubs it against her wet folds. She moans, feeling his heat and hardness. She says, "Are you ready, Grog? Are you ready to fuck me?" She asks, her voice seductive and impatient.
Grog nods, and grabs her hips as he lines up with her. "Yes, I'm more than ready. Just say the word and I'll thrust right in!" He says, his voice eager and rough.
Melina smiles, and says, "Then do it. Fuck me, Grog. Make me yours." She says, her voice commanding and submissive at the same time.
She lowers herself, and impales herself on his cock. Feeling his huge cock stretch her as she takes all of him in. They both gasp, and groan, feeling the pleasure and the pain. Melina starts to move, riding him hard and fast. Grog meets her thrusts, pushing up into her. They find a rhythm, and lose themselves in it.
Felix watches, feeling his own cock harden. He can't believe what he's seeing, but he can't stop watching. He feels a strange connection to them, as if he's part of their experience. He wonders if this is normal, or if he's just weird. He doesn't know, and he doesn't care. He just enjoys the show, and the feeling. Though he knows he'll have to sort out his feelings on this later, he doesn't need to do it right now.
They continue for a while, changing positions and pace. Melina rides him, then he flips her over and fucks her in a mating press as she locks her legs around him. She moans his name, and he groans still calling her Felix's mom. They kiss, and bite, and scratch. They're wild and passionate, and it's amazing.
They reach their peak, and climax together. Grog roars, and fills her with his cum. Melina screams, and contracts around him. They hold each other, feeling the bliss and the afterglow. They pant, sweat, and smile. Though she tells him, "I'm using contraception magic, by the way. I'm sure a handsome young orc like you wants to spread his seed far and wide, but I'm not quite wanting to have another child." She says while catching her breath.
Grog obviously looks disappointed, but accepts it with a nod. They cuddle for a bit, and then get up. Melina checks Grog's arm again, and confirms that it's fully healed. She also gives him another potion, to replenish his energy and stamina. She then kisses him on the lips before saying, "That was wonderful, Grog. Thank you for making me feel so attractive and wanted, and you're a good friend to my son too. Come back anytime, you're welcome here." She says, her voice sincere and warm.
Grog smiles, and says, "The pleasure was all mine, Felix's mom. I can't wait for next time, and I'll be there for Felix no matter what." He says, his voice grateful and loyal.
They get dressed, and join Felix, who's still sitting on the chair. He looks at them, and says, "Um, hi." His voice awkward and uncertain.
Melina laughs and hugs him, "No need to be embarrassed sweetie, I'm actually glad you stayed and watched. It made it more exciting, knowing you were there." She says, making him blush more. "Now, I have to get back to work. The shop is still open, and I have customers to attend to. You two can hang out here, or head back to the academy. It's up to you." She says, her voice cheerful and busy.
She leaves the room, leaving Felix and Grog alone. They look at each other, and burst out laughing. They can't believe what just happened, but they're also happy and relieved. Grog claps his back before saying, "Your mom is the best, Felix. She's hot, and cool, and super nice. You're lucky to have her." He says, his voice admiring.
Felix nods, and says, "Yeah, she is. Though I never expected her to... well, you know. With you. It's weird, but also... not bad." He says, his voice confused but honest.
Grog laughs, and says, "Well, I'm glad you're not mad at me. I don't want to lose you as a friend. You're my best buddy, and I'd do anything for you." He says, his voice serious and friendly.
Felix smiles, and says, "Same here, man. You're my best friend too, and I'm glad you're okay." He says, feeling touched and appreciative.
"What do you say we head back to the academy, good buddy? The day isn't over quite yet." Grog suggests.
"Yeah, that sounds good. Let's go." Felix agrees.